Standing in the kitchen nstaring at the floornDaddy's down the basement ntalking to himselfnHe's getting drunknI shrivel upnnHanging 'round the bus stop nstaring at the kidsnThink I'm gonna take one nmake him lick my wicknAnd cut him upnTo shut him upnnNever killed nothingnNever hurt no onenOf the thirty three deadnI only touched onennI'm a killer clownnnSitting in a metal roomnpeople watching menEighty minutes ticking by nfluid and it's menI'm gonna dienI don't know whynnNever killed nothingnNever hurt no onenOf the thirty three deadnI only touched onennDo you believe in me?nnI'm a killer clownn